I never remember these things …

[blamebrampton]

I have in the past broken hands, arms, fingers and thumbs, due to a lifetime of flinging myself off horses, bikes, rollerskates, the odd small cliff … (Gravity reliably works, alas!) So you would think that I would remember things one can and cannot do.

Nope.

Every morning for the last 3 and a bit weeks, I have put my bra on as usual, then had to take it off, do it up at the front, then swing it round to the back, as you can only do up bras with two thumbs, or considerably more practise.

You CAN weave, albeit very slowly and more clumsily than usual. I have been working on some narrowares for a class on the weekend, and it is doable.

You can sort of crochet, but it's probably best not to.

Millinery is right out, as you need a thumb to keep everything well formed. Knitting likewise. Sewing is not very possible, unless there's no need for tension and involves no short stitches, so frame embroidery with long stitch is about it

Drawing on the other hand, not hard at all!

You would think this would mean I had managed a lot of drawing practise this month. Alas, I have instead done a lot of failing at other craft. I am never going to pass my Jane Austen Accomplishment Test.

Comments

[germankitty]

With all the accidents I've had (including a triple break on my ankle when my son was just 2; fun times to stay in hospital for a full month, plus another three on crutches), I've yet to tear a tendon. Strains, yes, but that's all. *knock on wood*

I can barely remember not having boobs; as mentioned, I started with a B cup, went up to F at my heaviest (with a 48 band, though -- I gained in proportion) probably won't ever go below a C/D cup. Needless to say, strapless bras or going without one was never an issue; it just wasn't for me, no matter how much I might've wanted 'em.

I used to cycle to school up to 4th grade; then the distances were just too great. For 9 years, it took me 45 minutes traveling time on public transport, never mind getting to the stops or changeover times, to go to school. Leaving home at 6.50am each morning to make the first class at 8am ... *shudders* Riding a bike through rush-hour traffic would've taken twice as long!

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

The beauty of living in Sydney and London is that in rush hour, bicycles are always faster ;-)

[germankitty]

Knowing London, I'll have to agree. :-)